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American Fpride, Eb
FSomething you Bbfeel inside.
Something you Gmcan't describe,
CAmerican Fpride. Eb F Eb
FDad said "Son, I'm Bbproud you won,
But the C7game is more than any Ftoy."
Momma said "Now son, say Bbsir and say ma'am,
And be C7proud you're a southern Fboy.
You play when you're hurtin',
And you Bbwork when you're tired,
C7'Cause that was Grandpa's Fway.
And the biscuits are F7better at BbGranny's house,
And the C7gravy tastes great all Fday." C
American Fpride, Eb
FSomething you Bbfeel inside.
Something you Gmcan't describe,
Something you Ccannot hide.
American Fpride, Eb
FSomething you Bbfeel inside.
Traditions run Gmdeep and wide,
CWith American Fpride. Eb Bb F Eb
When a Fbaby is born, we Bball celebrate,
With C7tears of joy in Ffamily eyes.
'Cause we all know, the Bbbaby will grow,
C7Up with American Fpride.
Yeah, we work and we play,
And we Bbhave our own ways,
And C7we don't all look aFlike.
But if the cause is right,F/A
We Bbstand up and fight,
To proCtect our American Fpride. C
American Fpride, Eb
FSomething you Bbfeel inside.
Something you Gmcan't describe,
Something you Ccannot hide.
American Fpride, Eb
FSomething you Bbfeel inside.
Traditions run Gmdeep and wide,
CWith American Fpride. Eb
With ABbmerican Fpride. Eb
Yes, American Fpride.
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